Reborn as Murong Fu: This Time I'm the Protagonist

Chapter 515 Assassination
Princess Chu's almond-shaped eyes widened: "Where in the world can you find such martial arts? You're probably just making up this story to fool me because you don't want to tell me."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "If Your Highness does not wish to believe it, you are welcome to come and verify it for yourself."

Just as the Chu princess was about to agree, she suddenly remembered something, her pretty face flushed, and she spat lightly, "Pah, she's definitely trying to trick me, I won't try."

Murong Fu smiled helplessly: He was clearly an honest person, so why did people always doubt his sincerity?
Meanwhile, in the other building...

Yelü Yi was writing furiously at his desk in the room:
"Although the Song court is weak, it is not easy to conquer. Judging from Gao's complexion, the outside world says that he is sickly and frail and will not live much longer. This is probably not true, but rather hearsay and misinformation. Although the Song emperor is young, Gao is the regent, mature and prudent, and cannot be easily dealt with. I earnestly hope that Your Majesty will be cautious."

After recording his thoughts and observations for the day, Yelü Yi sighed softly.

The candlelight in the room seemed to flicker slightly in response to his sigh.

Yelü Yi placed the bookmark in the book, and as he looked up, he was momentarily stunned.

The candlelight cast a shadow on the wall, revealing a clear human figure behind him.

Yelü Yi was startled: How did this person enter without making a sound?

Just as he was about to yell at the other person to leave, he was suddenly startled again: the door was closed, so how did this person get in?
"Who are you! What are you doing here? Do you know that this is the residence of the Liao envoys? Not just anyone can barge in. Get out of here at once!"

Yelü Yi shouted loudly.

The candlelight coldly illuminated the figure shrouded in black robes. Yelü Yi felt a chill creep down his spine. The next moment, he witnessed the last scene of his life: the man slowly raised his hand and pressed it against his chest.

Yelü Yi groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed, his eyes fixed on the fact that he had been killed, seemingly unable to believe it.

A servant burst into the room and saw Yelü Yi dead. He shouted loudly, and the commotion quickly attracted everyone's attention.

……

Murong Fu was having morning tea at home when a servant came to report, and he was immediately shocked.

"The Liao envoy was found dead in the guesthouse last night?"

"Indeed, young master. The guesthouse has been sealed off by the Ministry of Justice and the Imperial City Guard. I was only able to see what was going on inside by hiding in a big tree next to the guesthouse using my light-footed skills."

Murong Fu's lips curled into a meaningful smile: This is interesting.

Yelü Hongji was ambitious and eager for quick success, single-mindedly plotting to invade the Song Dynasty from the south. Yelü Chongyuan was single-mindedly plotting a rebellion with his son, hoping that his nephew would fulfill the empty promise he made to his brother as the Crown Prince, and also hoping that his foolish nephew would invade the Song Dynasty from the south so that he could take advantage of the chaos.

Was it Yelü Hongji, that fool, who orchestrated this whole thing, or was Yelü Chongyuan taking advantage of the chaos?
Murong Fu thought about it for a moment and came up with two possibilities.

If Murong Bo were still alive, he might have done something like this, but now that Murong Bo is imprisoned in the water dungeon, who could it be?

Suddenly, a name came to mind, and Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat. Could it really be that old bastard Xiao Yuanshan?

The more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Given Xiao Yuanshan's personality, it really was something he was capable of doing.

No, now is not the time. I can't let Xiao Yuanshan go crazy and ruin my plans. Although Murong Fu felt that this matter had little to do with him, and that he could even watch from the sidelines, he was unwilling to be kept in the dark. So he ordered his men to prepare a sedan chair, as he was going to the palace.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, our envoy from the Great Liao Dynasty has come from afar, carrying out Your Majesty's orders and bearing the weighty trust of the Son of Heaven. Now, he has died mysteriously in the guesthouse of the Great Song Dynasty. We beg the Great Song Dynasty to give our Great Liao Dynasty an explanation!"

Inside the main hall, the Liao deputy envoy stood solemnly in the center, flanked by Song Dynasty civil and military officials.

Unlike before, the curtain that usually made Zhao Xu feel like he had thorns in his back was no longer behind him. For the first time in his life, the Emperor Zhao was facing a group of court officials and foreign envoys alone in this setting.

Zhao Xu said, "I have already ordered a thorough investigation into this matter and will definitely give the Liao envoy an explanation. Please be patient and wait for some time."

Zhao Xu was at a loss for what to do, only able to ramble on with useless and pointless words. In his younger days, he had been ambitious and had fantasized more than once about how he would one day take power and carry out sweeping reforms to finish his father's unfinished work. Now, on his very first day in power, he had encountered such a thorny situation, and for a moment he felt completely helpless.

Just as he was wondering what to do, a eunuch came over and whispered a few words to Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Summon him! Quickly summon the Grand Commandant to the palace for an audience."

Murong Fu, dressed in a bright red court robe, entered the hall and bowed: "Your subject Murong Fu greets Your Majesty."

Zhao Xu said with delight, "Minister Murong, please excuse the formalities. What brings you here?"

Murong Fu said, "I have come here to help Your Majesty resolve your troubles. If I am not mistaken, I believe I have some leads regarding the assassination of the Liao delegation's envoy. Therefore, I humbly request Your Majesty to entrust this case to me for investigation."

Zhao Xu was overjoyed upon hearing this, but also found it somewhat hard to believe, so he asked, "Is what you said, Lord Murong, true?"

Murong Fu said, "If there is even half a lie in what I have said, I am willing to accept punishment for dereliction of duty."

Zhao Xu was overjoyed, feeling as if someone had brought him a pillow when he was sleepy: "Good, since that's the case, immediately draft an imperial edict appointing Minister Murong as the imperial envoy, in charge of all matters related to this case. Order the Ministry of Justice and the Imperial City Guard to cooperate fully and not to disobey."

Murong Fu replied, "Your subject obeys the decree."

The man in the room was stunned and speechless for a moment, when Murong Fu greeted him, saying, "This is Lord Shili, the Deputy Envoy of the Liao Dynasty. I have heard that you are a close guard officer of His Majesty the Emperor of Liao, and that you have been sent to the Song Dynasty as an envoy. This shows how much the Liao Emperor values ​​this matter. We in the Song Dynasty are also very sorry that such an accident has occurred. The only thing we can do now is to do our best to find out the truth and give the deceased justice. I hope you will cooperate with me."

The voice inside the room said, "So it's the Divine Strength Grand Commandant! Your skills at yesterday's birthday banquet were astonishing, truly a celestial being descended to earth. I admire you immensely. I didn't know you were also skilled in investigating cases?"

Murong Fu laughed and said, "I wouldn't say I know a lot; I've only learned a little from watching TV dramas. It's enough for now."

The person in the room didn't know what a TV series was, but just felt that it must be something extraordinary, perhaps some kind of celestial book?
Therefore, they dared not underestimate their opponent even more.